... When you're sitting in front your pilot with nothing but space in front of you, you seem to take you straight into the palms of their hands, (...)
When Denys and I had no time for long trips we went to take a short flight over the Ngong Hills, usually at dusk .
Alfaguara reissued 'Out of Africa' of Isak Dinesen : the love story of two real, passionate, hardcore, real, live Single and Evergreen Karen Blixen: Africa and Denys Finch-Hatton.
'Out of Africa' is a wonderful travel book in which Karen Blixen captured the love of both. 'Out of Africa' is the book with one of the most popular and familiar early literature:
" I had a farm in Africa, at the foot of the hills Ngong. Those crossing the Ecuador highlands to a hundred miles north, and the farm was settled at a height of about six thousand feet. During the day you felt at high altitude, close to the sun, early morning and evenings were limpid and restful, and cold nights. "
Karen Blixen, the best storyteller of all Europe, 'Out of Africa' prepared to tell with words chosen gently and tactfully , knowing that their choice depended on the taste and texture of the story was going to tell: the story of those two loves. Amores capitalized.
" We had many visitors on the farm. Pioneers in the hospitality countries is a necessity of life not only for passengers but for the settlers. A visitor is a friend (...) When Denys Finch-Hatton became one of his long expeditions was eager to talk to me and I was also anxious as well, so we sat around the dinner table until the wee hours of the morning speaking (...) "
Karen Blixen start writing because of the rain the stories that until then had told their African friends in the evenings. Start typing driven by Denys Finch-Hatton and because of the rain, in Africa, the continent he loves and lives for fourteen beautiful, hard years where it rains from March to June. A year when the rains do not come, she uses her hours to fill page after page, to clear her head from boredom, the problems and fill the spaces of time with words that have some meaning:
" But when the land was as a sounding board, with a rich and deep sound, and the world around you singing in all dimensions, above and below, it was the rain. It was like going back to sea when you've been long away from him as a lover's embrace. But one year the rains did not come. Then it was as if the universe will give back. (...) the evening began writing fairy tales and fantasy stories that took me away to other countries and times. (...) When I got up and left, unbearable wind blew outside, the sky was clear and hard crimp million stars, everything was dry. "
" Although I know a song of Africa, he thought, of the giraffe and the African new moon lying on her back, of the plows in the fields and the sweaty faces coffee pickers, "Africa will know a song about me? "Vibrate the air in the plain with a color that I have taken, or the children invent a game which is my name, the full moon casts a shadow over the gravel road that is like me, or I look for the eagles Ngong? "
Karen Blixen writes a little every day, without hope and without despair. The Karen Blixen we know as a writer by his pen name Isak Dinesen had not existed but have lived and suffered in Africa. The universe does not see a different result. Isak Dinesen is the sum of Karen Blixen over the African continent. " The world would not exist without the streets of Nairobi " , writes 'Out of Africa'. Africa had given her freedom and that freedom emerges on every page of this book. Freedom and life once again mixed with the literature. This is 'Out of Africa'. All this and much more. Infinite nuances, histories, inhabit this wonderful book that good readers never tire reread. Amores capitalized. Literature capitalized. Literature in a state of grace.
© MARIA SANZ AIXA
*** If anyone is wondering why the nickname is simply because the Baroness Blixen tired of sending manuscripts in Denmark with his real name and that nobody would answer, until he used the name Isak Dinesen male with which they opened the gates of heaven literature.
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